Sitting on a chair and staring at the barren job board became Luke's most common pastime during during the week. His eyes were bereft of any negative or positive feelings as he blankly sat in a chair as still as a lake. For someone like him, this kind of activity that resembles watching paint dry is possible as serving as entertainment. His already weak critical thinking skills aren't required and he's not mentally challenged in the slightest.
But it would probably be a lie if he said he was perfectly okay with the stagnation in the guild. He missed out on an hour of sleep because he was woken up by some strangers. Since more and more people are coming around to his place, he's going to have to look for another place to crash. with his living arrangements being more unstable than a shack in the middle of a storm, he can move whenever he feels like it.
He yawned. It's a shame he missed an hour he very much needed. Only twelve hours... Maybe he can catch up on that right now?
He turned up the music playing through his headset just a smidge before shutting his eyes. His head leaned back in the chair slowly, and then his breathing began to even out. The moment he was about to drift into dreamland, he heard the sound of a door opening through his headset and opened his eyes to see one of his guild mates enter.
He turned down the volume of his headset and stared straight at the newcomer, Grasidia. One of his other guild mates who resembled a super villain grabbed his attention with her boisterous words. With the decibels of the music playing currently matching that of a low hum, he could hear her tone.
He thinks she was a little annoyed, but doesn't know why.
It would be nice to have a job. His head almost unnoticeably bobbed to the beat of the music with those thoughts streaming in his head.
Name: Luke Age: 20? Guild Mark Location: Right on the neck
Magic Type:Adaption Magic - A magic unique to Luke as far as he knows that allows him to modify his body a certain extent. Right now, he can only modify himself and nothing else. He is also incapable of changing his shape to anything that doesn't resemble a human. Spells:
Configurate: The user streamlines their body for the current task at hand, such as increasing physical strength, durability, speed, or even heightening senses. The spell only artificially improves a certain field by 30% at most and they last for 3 minutes, which can be extended with more magic being put into the spell. Adding different improvements multiplies the amount of magic required by three, making it magic intensive once it there are three different bonuses.
Conditional Variance: The user forces magic through their body to change their structural makeup, temporarily giving them the ability to gain resistances to certain spells, such as fire or binding for three minutes. This spell is a more situational spell because changes cannot be stacked, only overwritten. Also spells with enough power can overpower the temporary resistance granted by this spell.
Ouroboros: A continuous spell that keeps on going without end. It finds the imperfections in Luke's body and smooths them out making him stronger and stronger. It's an extremely slow-acting spell that doesn't contribute in fights at all, yet it's uncontrollable. This spell doesn't heal, only fix what it deems as imperfect. Since each fix births more imperfections as a result, it's a spell without end.
Operation Awakening: Expend nearly all of remaining magic to instantly recover from fatal wounds, though leaving the user in a state of exhaustion. It appears as black wriggling tendrils pouring out of his wounds and covering his body like a cocoon, which reveals an uninjured body, which would be the ideal. The amount of healing he receives depends on how much magic he has left.
Magic Rank: A Equipment: None Strengths:
High Physical Capabilities: Luke is naturally strong, durable, and light on his feet. Combine this with his magic, and those already high capabilities skyrocket.
Large Magic Container: Luke's capacity for storing Ethernano is larger than most magicians, which gives him a good amount of magical stamina.
Resolute: Once Luke sets off on something, he's staunchly determined to carry it through. Contrary to his countenance, his willpower is strong.
Weaknesses:
Zero Martial Skill: Even with his strong body, Luke is clueless on how to use it correctly. His fighting skills are practically nonexistent due to his dependence on his natural physical capabilities.
Gullible: Luke's skill at seeing through deception is low, thus he tends to usually believe what even a stranger may tell him.
Unfocused: Luke has the nature of a airhead and it's somewhat difficult for him to keep his thoughts straight. This is also why he may talk slow at times. This also means his strategic ability is low.
Personality: Luke is a quiet and gentle person who would be the last person to pick a fight. He's somewhat slow on the uptake and seems to lack any semblance of what a person could call common sense. He's also quite the forgetful person. The strange part about him is that he just doesn't get angry ever. It's almost like he lost that emotion entirely. Actually, most of his emotions are dull and somewhat muted. Because of that, he can take on the role of a mediator.
History/Bio: Luke's earliest memory is him stumbling around in a city. He was a textbook amnesiac without a single memory of who he was. That's most likely the reason behind him being mentally slow. Looking at his reflection in a puddle, he could only assume he was a young adult. It was easy to just say he was 20-years-old. He was almost like a newborn lacking any incentive to do anything, so he meandered about for a couple hours until he found some individuals menacing a pair of kids. He stepped in, which caused them to walk away due to their desire to not cause a scene. Because of that act of helping people being the first desire that he acted upon, he decided to take on odd jobs.
It was around this time that he discovered the type of magic he wielded. Like a curious child, he messed around with it for a bit before some mages saw what he was doing and recommended him to join a guild. He followed them and joined a guild with a corporate-like aura about it.
His first job was a mess. The mission was to clear out a cave so a town could use it as a mine, which sounded simple enough. He got lost and arrived at the site late and then he failed to fulfill the job because it would disturb the wildlife. He was kicked out of the guild for that reason, but he didn't really feel anything towards that. He was swept in a current of joining guilds and getting kicked out for messing up a mission in an unacceptable manner. Some periods spent in guilds lasted longer than others. The journey of a man lacking memories lasted for 9 months before he found himself at Fenixtear.
With 3 months clocked in as a guild member there, it's the longest he's stayed a member of a guild. It's also been a year since he found himself stumbling in the middle of a street. He still hasn't even come close to getting his memories back, but something did change from back then. Luke is now feeling a very small urge to at least try to reclaim his memories. He realizes he's in a shallow half-baked state; something that can't even be called a full human the way he is now.
He's curious about the person he was before.
Was he a nice person or a terrible person? Was he strong or was he weak? The urge is there, but it's still very small and building very slowly if not at all. He can comfortably say that even if he doesn't get even a single fragment of a memory back, he'll be just fine.
Extra: Always wearing headphones with music playing out of them.
Name: Gerard Ignius Age: 18 Guild Mark Location: Left Hand: Amber Colored Magic Type: Fire Magic: A form of Magic that revolves around the use of fire, allowing the caster to conjure, manipulate, and control the element for various purposes. Gerard only has three months worth of experience in this type of magic, so he's not all that experienced with it.
Flame Domain: A spell that instantly surrounds the opponent in a dome of fire. The necessary air to breathe gets consumed to keep the flame burning, leaving those trapped in the flames on a timer until they pass out. There are times Gerard captures himself in this spell, so he got used to the strenuous nature of it and can last longer than most people without air.
Burning Chains: A spell that creates fiery chains in the users hands. It has a variety of usable options, such as using it to whip something or using it to hook onto something. Since it possesses the quality of flames, it's not really perfect for using it to navigate your way up certain objects because they will burn. For attacking, the spell only deals a moderate amount of damage.
Pure Flaming Sword: The one true offensive spell in Gerard's arsenal. The spell takes the form of a blade that looks more like a lance than a sword that contains a large amount of magic power contained into it. It takes about 10 seconds to charge up, but it's destructive enough to easily tear through multiple buildings.
Magic Type: Shadow Magic: Shadow Magic allows the user to bend their own shadow for various purposes, such as offense and defense, allowing the user a great deal of flexibility. Gerard took it a step further and learned how to manipulate the shadows of nonliving objects. This is the first type of magic Gerard learned, which he's a pro at.
Shadow Control: User can take control of a person's shadow, freezing them in place if the opponent is weaker than the user. Depending on how strong the opponent is, the magic cost for the spell varies.
Once the user fully takes control of the person's shadow, they are able to manipulate the targets shadow and even cause it to rise and attack the person.
Shadow Form: User can turn into an ephemeral form like a shadow and move through physical objects. Physical attacks do nothing to the user in this state; only magic can rip them out of it. They are still capable of casting spells in this state.
Deluge: The user turns the ground as dark as shadows. If there are shadows present, Gerard can use those to spread the ground black. The ground is now usable to boost the potency of Gerard's shadow spells. Tendrils burst out of the ground and swings at the target of the user. This spell is somewhat costly depending on how many shadows are already present.
Slothful Hands: Dark-purple shadows burst from the user's own shadow and takes the form of hands. They can extend several meters at base, and it costs more magic to increase that length. The strength of the hands can break rock and bend metal. The true ability of these hands are to sap the stamina of whoever it touches.
Magic Rank: A Equipment: A reinforced knife as long as a short sword. Strengths:
Second Origin Unlocked: Gerard already had his second origin unlocked; therefore, he possesses a large amount of magical power and stamina.
Indomitable Willpower: The words "give up" don't exist in Gerard's dictionary. He can't be deterred by fear or struggle. Not even pain can shake his mind.
Researcher: Gerard has a heavy interest in books that contain droves information, so he knows about many myths and legends about Earth Land. He also has a great knowledge of many different fields of magic.
Nigh-Perfect Memory: Gerard has the trait of remembering everything he's read and almost everything he's seen. It's an almost perfect memory that allows him to take in many things and store it forever. There are minute things like the number of leaves on a tree he passed an hour ago, which are things he won't remember.
Weaknesses:
Self-Absorbed: Gerard has a nature that renders him annoying when working with others. He's much more focused and efficient alone in his mind, so he tends to disregard others.
Vengeful: He absolutely hates all dark guilds and dark mages, and would stop at nothing to see them receive proper justice. Those who get in his way would receive themselves on the end of an extremely scathing glare filled with malice.
Partial-Blindness: An accident rendered Gerard unable to see out of his left eye. He also has no desire getting a new eye, nor does he desired it healed.
Prideful: From his experiences, Gerard feels that he's just naturally better than others. This trait of his is the biggest reason why he's basically friendless.
Personality: Possessing a slightly arrogant personality, Gerard is an oddly cheerful type of person who talks to others in a somewhat condescending tone. He always has his eyes wide open and a smile on his face with people interact with him, but his words are at odds with his expression. This contradicting person is a naturally reserved type until someone breaks the ice with him. With people he knows, he'll be pretty talkative.
His pride gets in the way of getting along with others. He feels that the things he's gone through puts him at a higher level than anyone else. He's the type of person to compare suffering with others and feels like it's a mark of pride that he's suffered more than others. Positive on the outside, negative on the inside.
History/Bio: Gerard Ignius was born to a normal family that weren't mages. For a normal family to have a son of just 9 years of age playing around with magic was an anomaly, but they still accepted him. It was a modern time where magic is very commonplace and ignorant towns are almost nonexistent. Things weren't always all peaceful in his house, but it was a time he wouldn't trade for anything.
At one point, Gerard became a little famous in his town for having a great memory. He loved to read and it was fun for him to try and recall the parts of a book he read. Somehow, his memorable trait reached the ears of a low-ranking dark guild that wasn't all that famous. All it took was one little positive quirk of Gerard to turn his positive life to a negative one. They murdered his parents and stole him into their guild, Knowledge Chasm. The reason they forcibly took him was to use his talent to steal information from forbidden libraries.
Gerard was filled with despair and hate in equal measure. His parents were murdered and he was forced to work for the very same group that did the evil deed. How could he ever feel any positive emotion again after that?
He had thoughts like that, which were proven unfortunately wrong. He was taught magic by them, his grudge gradually disappeared, and he eventually seemed to enjoy working with the guild. He felt it was like Stockholm syndrome, yet he didn't really mind anymore. He felt it was fine to use his talents for a dark guild like this because it wasn't like they were killing anyone. Just taking forbidden knowledge for themselves.
He thought he could live like that. Even with the hate that left, the despair still remained. It ate at him and started rotting him from the inside. All he could hold on to was his love of books. Days became months, which passed onto years where he stayed with Knowledge Chasm.
When he turned 18, the Guild Master gave him a certain mission. He was never filled in on the exact details, but he was told to meet with some of his allies in a certain city. He was a bit late because he was distracted by the library in the city, so they went on ahead without him. When he tracked down his allies, he found a repetition of his own origin being carried out. A child being taken from their own murdered parents.
The despair that lingered on in his body ignited the hatred that turned cold and he slaughtered the two dark mages. He left the child crying around corpses and returned to his guild where he carried out a mass murder. His guild mates didn't go without a fight and neither did the master, but he took them all out.
The master hit him with a vicious type of magic that took away all the color from his hair, leaving it a washed out pale gray, and took away his left eye's ability to take in light. The person who he used to be was ruined, so he buried his magic away and decided to take on a new magic. A burning magic that represents the passion he has for his ambition.
He has to atone for what he did. He got complacent and let his hatred and disdain for people cool just because they were nice to him and he got along with them. He can never let that happen again. He was stripped away from the light and wandered into the darkness for a while. Now he's walking in a gray zone.
He wants to destroy every single dark guild and dark mage in the world. His journey took him to Fenixtear where he assumed they would be getting a lot more missions because of how famous they are. Missions that involved the likes of dark guilds.
Extra: Using shadow magic is an absolute last resort to him. He'll only use it if his back is up against the wall.
@j8cob I've expanded on the magic/spells section some more by making it less vague. Please look over it and see if there's anything else that needs to be edited.
Name: Luke Age: 20? Guild Mark Location: Right on the neck
Magic Type:Adaption Magic - A magic unique to Luke as far as he knows that allows him to modify his body a certain extent. Right now, he can only modify himself and nothing else. He is also incapable of changing his shape to anything that doesn't resemble a human. Spells:
Configurate: The user streamlines their body for the current task at hand, such as increasing physical strength, durability, speed, or even heightening senses. The spell only artificially improves a certain field by 30% at most and they last for 3 minutes, which can be extended with more magic being put into the spell. Adding different improvements multiplies the amount of magic required by three, making it magic intensive once it there are three different bonuses.
Conditional Variance: The user forces magic through their body to change their structural makeup, temporarily giving them the ability to gain resistances to certain spells, such as fire or binding for three minutes. This spell is a more situational spell because changes cannot be stacked, only overwritten. Also spells with enough power can overpower the temporary resistance granted by this spell.
Ouroboros: A continuous spell that keeps on going without end. It finds the imperfections in Luke's body and smooths them out making him stronger and stronger. It's an extremely slow-acting spell that doesn't contribute in fights at all, yet it's uncontrollable. This spell doesn't heal, only fix what it deems as imperfect. Since each fix births more imperfections as a result, it's a spell without end.
Operation Awakening: Expend nearly all of remaining magic to instantly recover from fatal wounds, though leaving the user in a state of exhaustion. It appears as black wriggling tendrils pouring out of his wounds and covering his body like a cocoon, which reveals an uninjured body, which would be the ideal. The amount of healing he receives depends on how much magic he has left.
Magic Rank: A Equipment: None Strengths:
High Physical Capabilities: Luke is naturally strong, durable, and light on his feet. Combine this with his magic, and those already high capabilities skyrocket.
Large Magic Container: Luke's capacity for storing Ethernano is larger than most magicians, which gives him a good amount of magical stamina.
Resolute: Once Luke sets off on something, he's staunchly determined to carry it through. Contrary to his countenance, his willpower is strong.
Weaknesses:
Zero Martial Skill: Even with his strong body, Luke is clueless on how to use it correctly. His fighting skills are practically nonexistent due to his dependence on his natural physical capabilities.
Gullible: Luke's skill at seeing through deception is low, thus he tends to usually believe what even a stranger may tell him.
Unfocused: Luke has the nature of a airhead and it's somewhat difficult for him to keep his thoughts straight. This is also why he may talk slow at times. This also means his strategic ability is low.
Personality: Luke is a quiet and gentle person who would be the last person to pick a fight. He's somewhat slow on the uptake and seems to lack any semblance of what a person could call common sense. He's also quite the forgetful person. The strange part about him is that he just doesn't get angry ever. It's almost like he lost that emotion entirely. Actually, most of his emotions are dull and somewhat muted. Because of that, he can take on the role of a mediator.
History/Bio: Luke's earliest memory is him stumbling around in a city. He was a textbook amnesiac without a single memory of who he was. That's most likely the reason behind him being mentally slow. Looking at his reflection in a puddle, he could only assume he was a young adult. It was easy to just say he was 20-years-old. He was almost like a newborn lacking any incentive to do anything, so he meandered about for a couple hours until he found some individuals menacing a pair of kids. He stepped in, which caused them to walk away due to their desire to not cause a scene. Because of that act of helping people being the first desire that he acted upon, he decided to take on odd jobs.
It was around this time that he discovered the type of magic he wielded. Like a curious child, he messed around with it for a bit before some mages saw what he was doing and recommended him to join a guild. He followed them and joined a guild with a corporate-like aura about it.
His first job was a mess. The mission was to clear out a cave so a town could use it as a mine, which sounded simple enough. He got lost and arrived at the site late and then he failed to fulfill the job because it would disturb the wildlife. He was kicked out of the guild for that reason, but he didn't really feel anything towards that. He was swept in a current of joining guilds and getting kicked out for messing up a mission in an unacceptable manner. Some periods spent in guilds lasted longer than others. The journey of a man lacking memories lasted for 9 months before he found himself at Fenixtear.
With 3 months clocked in as a guild member there, it's the longest he's stayed a member of a guild. It's also been a year since he found himself stumbling in the middle of a street. He still hasn't even come close to getting his memories back, but something did change from back then. Luke is now feeling a very small urge to at least try to reclaim his memories. He realizes he's in a shallow half-baked state; something that can't even be called a full human the way he is now.
He's curious about the person he was before.
Was he a nice person or a terrible person? Was he strong or was he weak? The urge is there, but it's still very small and building very slowly if not at all. He can comfortably say that even if he doesn't get even a single fragment of a memory back, he'll be just fine.
Extra: Always wearing headphones with music playing out of them.
Eyes slowly opened. Covers paler than bleach weren't even on the waking young adult. John groggily brought a hand to his face and rubbed them until he felt a little bit more awake. He pulled off the small part of the cover that was still fulfilling its objective and got out of bed. He stretched and yawned before muttering to himself.
"Another one?" He yawned again after expressing that sentiment. He's been having reoccurring dreams that might warrant a trip to a therapy. They're all somewhat different, yet they always end the same.
With him nearly dying.
This one was just the latest surreal one where he was on a road with both sides surrounded by Yield Signs as far as the eye can see and a truck barreling down that very same road at abnormal speeds. He mostly recalls his expression being shown by the front mirror. The widening of his eyes before everything turning white and him waking up. At this point, he would welcome even a nightmare as long as it doesn't end with him basically dying.
He can already imagine what kind of crap any wack job therapist would cook up. Maybe something like, "this might be due to a latent desire for death. I recommend coming for weekly checkups." Pointless stuff like that he could've easily figured out on his own to make him waste money.
That thought made him scoff out loud before heading to the bathroom to carry out his daily motions. He may be a scummy, rotten person, but he still acknowledges the importance of hygiene. He opened his bathroom door and pulled a toothbrush from his mug. He grabbed the superior toothpaste brand, Colgate, and proceeded to clean out the gunk.
With that done, he went over to his kitchen and opened the fridge to see if there was anything quick and easy to microwave. A slimy grin grew on his face when he saw cup noodles sitting in there.
"Just need hot water and let it sit in there for three to five minutes," he muttered to himself. He used that time to change clothes and get dressed. From a gray t-shirt and boxers to a long-sleeved black shirt and gray pants. The cup of noodles were still spinning inside a cheap microwave, so John was left staring at it until he heard the ding.
He grabbed a fork and devoured the whole thing. He then dumped it in the trashcan and cleaned his fork before placing it back where he got it. He then stared at nothing.
"What was I supposed to be doing again... Oh, right." He scratched the back of his head. That's right. Today's his first day attending this university. He glanced at his laptop with a charger plugged into it. The green light symbolized it was fully charged, but...
"I'll be late if I screw around." He took one look at his phone and realized he couldn't mess around on the internet. He sighed and picked up his bag that held notebooks and pencils. He hesitated in front of the door. He, a former shut-in is finally trying to open up to society.
He pulled the door open. He forced himself through all that pathetic hesitation and fear and locked the door to his dorm. "First class is..." He memorized his schedule so he went onwards.
Appearance Having both pale skin and a somewhat thin frame, it's very easy to tell that John doesn't go outside very often. He usually wears dark colored clothing, such as dark-gray pants and long-sleeved black shirts, jackets, or tracksuits. Combining his lanky figure with his looks, he's not an unattractive person in the slightest, though his lifeless eyes detract points from his appearance. He usually has baggy, dull eyes due to an unhealthy sleep schedule maintained by copious amounts of caffeine.
In the Shadow World, John doesn't change his outfit from the norm.
Height 5"11
Personality John is somewhat of a gloomy and apathetic person. Due to a negatively poignant incident in the past, the introvert he was became an even bigger introvert. He prefers not to make conversations and would even shy away from others at certain times. If there's something strong that this irresolute person has, it's the fact that he would never blame his faults on others due to his sense of responsibility. He criticizes and doubts himself very often, which leads to frequent hesitation over choices.
John possesses an inner strength that rarely crops up. It's hard for him to muster up the resolve to do anything that he doesn't like or anything that he finds to difficult. He misses opportunities, makes excuses for his screw-ups, and blames himself for those failures, which leads to him repressing more and more. The young man is extremely intelligent, which gave him a certain kind of arrogance in the past that is now very muted today. His fire-forged apathy is a blessing as much as it is a curse due to how it wards off most people.
He can get aggressive when people try to force themselves into his personal bubble. The young man just wants to be left alone and be unbothered for as much as possible. The only things that currently makes him happy is his hobby of making music and surfing the internet.
To sum it all up, he's currently a lazy, procrastinating, rotten piece of trash all balled up in the body of a youth.
His shadow self is even nastier than what he was at his worst. The physical difference between them is only the fact that the shadow has a bit longer hair tied up into a short ponytail. He's a vicious and arrogant person who tears into any perceived weakness. It's almost like there's nothing he doesn't despise. To him, the whole world is something to laugh at. Persona Minos
The mythical first king of Crete who died and then became a judge of the dead in the underworld. He is the son of Zeus and Europa and he has multiple interpretations of his character. He was either seen as a cruel, heartless tyrant who sacrificed children to the minotaur, or he was a good king who improved legislation and suppressed piracy. Either way, after his death, he took on an inhuman form befitting the title of a judge of the dead.
Education Year 1 Thames' Edge University Degree in Music.
Biography John Doe was born to a normal family in the urban area of New York. 3 years after he was born, his younger sister was born. His parents tend to dote on his sister more than him, but it didn't really bother him that much because he had a good relationship with his sister. John was a talented boy growing up. To put it simply, he was a genius who succeeded in anything that required critical thinking. A perfect straight A student who let his intelligence get to his head a little bit.
With his sister being compared to him, an inferiority complex began to bloom within her. This culminated to create an almost devastating incident for their family. As a result, the relationship John had with his sister became strained as the two could barely talk to one another without getting irritated. His personality became nastier with his arrogant and selfish nature coming to the forefront. One would believe that he could not make any friends with the way he was, but that's not entirely true. He had a single friend he made at his last year of middle school, which was who he went to the same high school with. Because of that friend, he made two other friends, which helped him become a better person.
Of course, that small piece of happiness he forged with others was mercilessly obliterated in his second year of high school. John couldn't bear the weight of real life any longer, so he shut himself inside and decided to take online classes to finish high school. Because of his turbulent mental state, he finished a year later than he should've. He only wished his eyes were good enough to see the tragedy before it happened.
Music was the only thing that staved away the depressing thoughts from taking over. He made songs, but never posted them online because they were always missing something. With that obsession keeping him from falling into pure despair, it was no wonder why he wanted to further his knowledge of music. He felt as though he needed to seek a degree in that field to produce exactly what he would call the perfect piece of music.
His parents recommended him to apply for Thames' Edge University, so he applied for it and was fortunately accepted. It was a good chance to get away from everything. Maybe he'll be able to clean up his act and stand up on his own again. He did eventually get better. At least enough to cut down on his shut-in habits, but only if it was necessary.
Affiliations Father - Henry Doe: A stern middle-aged man who puts effort in caring for his kids. He works as a manager for a grocery store. John has a decent relationship with his father because he wasn't always on his ass. He's where John gets his hair and eye color.
Mother - Nancy Doe: A gentle middle-aged woman who is the carrot to Henry's stick. She's the type of overbearing mother to always check in on her kids when something isn't going right. She's a stay-at-home mother that takes care of most of the chores. John had a not-so-good relationship with his mother because of how overbearing she was.
Sister - Clarissa Doe: A hotheaded girl with a fashion sense only matched by her fiery temper. She's a bit clumsy and air headed when it comes to matters of the brain, but she makes up for it with her fitness. John still has a terrible relationship with his sister, but not as bad as it once was if only because he was too apathetic to keep up their spats.
Friend - Jessica Klein: John's first real friend he made in middle school that wasn't put-off by his thorny behavior. A kind girl that could accept anyone's faults no matter what they were. She had a certain innocence to her that wasn't naivety.
Friend - Brian Ramirez: Another precious friend made in high school that had a similar temperament to Jessica. He had a weak constitution and his sickly body only made him averse to conflict. He did have quite the surprising backbone when John was being too aggravating though.
Friend - Linda Walker: The type of friend John always got into arguments with. It was necessary for both Jessica and Brian to cool them both off because of their diametrically opposed personality types always clashing. She was almost as hotheaded as his sister, though she had a lot more snark to her.
Appearance Having both pale skin and a somewhat thin frame, it's very easy to tell that John doesn't go outside very often. He usually wears dark colored clothing, such as dark-gray pants and long-sleeved black shirts, jackets, or tracksuits. Combining his lanky figure with his looks, he's not an unattractive person in the slightest, though his lifeless eyes detract points from his appearance. He usually has baggy, dull eyes due to an unhealthy sleep schedule maintained by copious amounts of caffeine.
In the Shadow World, John doesn't change his outfit from the norm.
Height 5"11
Personality John is somewhat of a gloomy and apathetic person. Due to a negatively poignant incident in the past, the introvert he was became an even bigger introvert. He prefers not to make conversations and would even shy away from others at certain times. If there's something strong that this irresolute person has, it's the fact that he would never blame his faults on others due to his sense of responsibility. He criticizes and doubts himself very often, which leads to frequent hesitation over choices.
John possesses an inner strength that rarely crops up. It's hard for him to muster up the resolve to do anything that he doesn't like or anything that he finds to difficult. He misses opportunities, makes excuses for his screw-ups, and blames himself for those failures, which leads to him repressing more and more. The young man is extremely intelligent, which gave him a certain kind of arrogance in the past that is now very muted today. His fire-forged apathy is a blessing as much as it is a curse due to how it wards off most people.
He can get aggressive when people try to force themselves into his personal bubble. The young man just wants to be left alone and be unbothered for as much as possible. The only things that currently makes him happy is his hobby of making music and surfing the internet.
To sum it all up, he's currently a lazy, procrastinating, rotten piece of trash all balled up in the body of a youth.
His shadow self is even nastier than what he was at his worst. The physical difference between them is only the fact that the shadow has a bit longer hair tied up into a short ponytail. He's a vicious and arrogant person who tears into any perceived weakness. It's almost like there's nothing he doesn't despise. To him, the whole world is something to laugh at. Persona Minos
The mythical first king of Crete who died and then became a judge of the dead in the underworld. He is the son of Zeus and Europa and he has multiple interpretations of his character. He was either seen as a cruel, heartless tyrant who sacrificed children to the minotaur, or he was a good king who improved legislation and suppressed piracy. Either way, after his death, he took on an inhuman form befitting the title of a judge of the dead.
Education Year 1 Thames' Edge University Degree in Music.
Biography John Doe was born to a normal family in the urban area of New York. 3 years after he was born, his younger sister was born. His parents tend to dote on his sister more than him, but it didn't really bother him that much because he had a good relationship with his sister. John was a talented boy growing up. To put it simply, he was a genius who succeeded in anything that required critical thinking. A perfect straight A student who let his intelligence get to his head a little bit.
With his sister being compared to him, an inferiority complex began to bloom within her. This culminated to create an almost devastating incident for their family. As a result, the relationship John had with his sister became strained as the two could barely talk to one another without getting irritated. His personality became nastier with his arrogant and selfish nature coming to the forefront. One would believe that he could not make any friends with the way he was, but that's not entirely true. He had a single friend he made at his last year of middle school, which was who he went to the same high school with. Because of that friend, he made two other friends, which helped him become a better person.
Of course, that small piece of happiness he forged with others was mercilessly obliterated in his second year of high school. John couldn't bear the weight of real life any longer, so he shut himself inside and decided to take online classes to finish high school. Because of his turbulent mental state, he finished a year later than he should've. He only wished his eyes were good enough to see the tragedy before it happened.
Music was the only thing that staved away the depressing thoughts from taking over. He made songs, but never posted them online because they were always missing something. With that obsession keeping him from falling into pure despair, it was no wonder why he wanted to further his knowledge of music. He felt as though he needed to seek a degree in that field to produce exactly what he would call the perfect piece of music.
His parents recommended him to apply for Thames' Edge University, so he applied for it and was fortunately accepted. It was a good chance to get away from everything. Maybe he'll be able to clean up his act and stand up on his own again. He did eventually get better. At least enough to cut down on his shut-in habits, but only if it was necessary.
Affiliations Father - Henry Doe: A stern middle-aged man who puts effort in caring for his kids. He works as a manager for a grocery store. John has a decent relationship with his father because he wasn't always on his ass. He's where John gets his hair and eye color.
Mother - Nancy Doe: A gentle middle-aged woman who is the carrot to Henry's stick. She's the type of overbearing mother to always check in on her kids when something isn't going right. She's a stay-at-home mother that takes care of most of the chores. John had a not-so-good relationship with his mother because of how overbearing she was.
Sister - Clarissa Doe: A hotheaded girl with a fashion sense only matched by her fiery temper. She's a bit clumsy and air headed when it comes to matters of the brain, but she makes up for it with her fitness. John still has a terrible relationship with his sister, but not as bad as it once was if only because he was too apathetic to keep up their spats.
Friend - Jessica Klein: John's first real friend he made in middle school that wasn't put-off by his thorny behavior. A kind girl that could accept anyone's faults no matter what they were. She had a certain innocence to her that wasn't naivety.
Friend - Brian Ramirez: Another precious friend made in high school that had a similar temperament to Jessica. He had a weak constitution and his sickly body only made him averse to conflict. He did have quite the surprising backbone when John was being too aggravating though.
Friend - Linda Walker: The type of friend John always got into arguments with. It was necessary for both Jessica and Brian to cool them both off because of their diametrically opposed personality types always clashing. She was almost as hotheaded as his sister, though she had a lot more snark to her.
With Chryseis shortly behind Ignis, he took a cursory overview of the current base where they are situated. He held a hand to his chin as he conjured up schemes to use it as a point to burst through this prison. A glitter of gold flashed through his eyes as he smiled inhumanly wide enough to swallow a skull.
Soon. The wonderful days will return soon and he can barely hold back his body from quivering in excitement. He debated switching back to his normal form, but he decided to stay in his human form just to get used to it again. The last time he used a human form was long ago, back on the surface. He still remembers the day when he snuck into an army camp, forcefully took control of the militaristic group there, and pitted them against another. A memory that doesn't induce nostalgia.
That was a time back when he was no longer just a flicker of light. He then spoke, ridding himself of thoughts and sentiments from the far past.
"Looking at our current base, it can be improved upon, though I'm going to look upon the place the other group have secured for themselves. Using these two places will be essential in tearing our way out of this prison," he smoothly informed his skeletal companion. He closed his eyes all while keeping a devilish grin on his face. Embarrassingly enough, he doesn't really know this place as much as he should have. He spent 99% of his days lounging about in a prison like the dead.
"You don't need any concerns about my nature leading me to violently assault anyone in our little posse," he added, almost like an afterthought. He understands that a personality like him will mesh poorly with any group, so by saying these words, he is acknowledging that to lower any tensions with Ignis. "My desire for a perfect war offsets anything paltry and boorish like that. Thus, I can be patient and wait for that destined battle at the end for as long as need be. Though..." He trailed off as he looked over at the wolves following them. An idea came across his mind.
"When there is time to spare, I will take it upon myself to whip these wolves into a proper legion of battle-ready beasts." He then turned back to his front with the Watcher's temple coming into view. With the short distance between the two areas, Chryseis knows he can fashion something useful out of this opportunity.
Suigin was almost late for class at the sluggish pace he walked. His neutral face belied his true thoughts. He was considering skipping class to go hunt for the killer, but he believed he should at least go to school for one day. Just to remember why he's doing this.
In the middle of the class, his thoughts were taken back to a previous exchange he had with his best friend when he was still alive. He recalled it only because of his staunch resolution to find the killer combined with the fact of his death. A time before their conflict was brought to a head.
"Hey, what would you do if I ended up dead?" he remembers asking. He can still see the belligerent grin of his blonde friend.
"I'd laugh." Kenji delivered that response soon after he closed his eyes in thought. "You?"
"I'd laugh."
His mind was taken back to the present when the teacher called on him to answer a question. Suigin answered the question as he only half-listened to what the teacher was saying. He was still feeling a bit tired from not getting that much sleep recently.
While he started to yawn, his thoughts retreated to the back of his head. He focused on the memory of his dead friend and tried to pull out any clues he could think of from that scene.
Bloody eye. Same thing as some other cases he heard about in this city. No possible way it could've been something external. It had to have been something internal for sure. Drugs? Poison? Kenji wasn't the type of person to use drugs. He smoked cigarettes, but he used nothing else. 'Could it have been external if someone ran an icepick through his eye all the way to his brain?' He attempted to guess at the cause, but all it led him to was the surety of it being internal damage.
"Almost like a hemorrhage or a hyphema; however, those shouldn't be fatal," he muttered aloud from an enlightenment. His mind went back to the classroom when he received the syllabus, but he didn't let go of that train of thought. He doesn't know what kinds of poisons or drugs could induce a hemorrhage or hyphema. He doesn't even know if that's actually how the victims died, but that's all he has to go on. The cause could be something even more elementary than that.
'So, I have a guess on the cause, but I don't even have any idea on who the culprit could be. Going outside should serve as a nice matrix for balanced schemes.' He just needs to wait until the school day is over.
The Death Husband cases? Not once did those banal crimes even enter the very peripheral of his mind. He ascertained his objective and then fully turned his thoughts towards the class. He let out a content sigh and began to enjoy the remaining sense of jubilation, for what it's still worth.
